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Luna smiled. "I am glad some get it easier, your a very luckey girl, having the chance to chose you will be a wonderful Geisha and older sister sometimes comming from a good home is better, my mother was a Geisha once..." She said nothing more as thunder again boomed over head. She looked at the girl, this maid was quite pretty she'd do well, perhaps even if she was luckey Luna would get an Onee-san and become a geigha then maybe if the youngmaid didn't already have an onee-san Luna would gladly take the girl. Both eyes closed as she let her mind drift wondering if the girl wanted to ask any questions or if she had more to tell.

"I'm sure it will be, Reijin-chan!" She giggled as pointed out a seat across the way from her for the maid to take. "Yokome and Tanpopo, watch me as I pour the tea." In delicate motion, she reached with her right hand for the tea kettle and carefully pulled back her kimono sleeve to reveal the underside of her wrist, while she poured each of the girls a cup of tea. She poured herself a cup and set the tea kettle down with gentle grace. "Now tell me, my younger sisters, what did I just do?"

((Post # 13))

Reijin took the seat she was offered, quietly smoothing her kimono of any wrinkles. Folding her hands in her lap, she watched Iyasu give a lesson to her maiko, filing the information away for later use. Pouring tea was an essential skill for geisha, and Iyasu performed the task with grace and skill.

Reijin was impressed with the geisha. Growing up, she had never really given much thought to the world of geisha, and was instead thrown headfirst into it when her uncle needed extra money and decided to sell her to the Hanamachi. Now, watching Iyasu, she was moved by her grace and beauty, and honestly admired her.

"Very good, Yokome!" She smiled and gave a wink to Reijin, "Now, this act is a way of 'flirting.' Men find that the underside of a woman's wrist is, well, sensual. Also, the back of the neck of as well. That is why we make the prongs with our white make-up." Iyasu smirked a little, "I know it might be a little over bearing at first, but I promise you'll get used to it. Now, with food . . ." Iyasu separated mochi as if it were different forms of sushi and then served it to each of the girls. "It is important to note to separate some foods and also to cut the food into smaller portions for the patron. Does that make sense?"

Lunas wrds were ment to be soft but ended up comming out cold, "She's the luckey one... My mother had so many plans for my sister and I before her illnesss took her life, but she did leave me one gift." Luna smiled. "A kimono... her greatest ever made, my father was forced to sell the others to pay for use to eat and live but he kept one, just for me. so when I became a Geisha I could wear it in honour of Selena." She hadn't said her mother's name in many years but ti felt good to admit her feelings to th maid, she liked this girl and hoped they woudl be able to go to the same colasses together.

(( Post # 19 ))

"I'm sorry Luna-sama." Again Reiko expressed how she felt to the woman. Really she had known nothing of the hardships of some of the geisha and even the maiko until she came here. She had thought all of them willingly picked this hard road. She was very wrong though, and knew now, that she had been foolish in thinking that everyone had it the same as she did. "I must seem like such a child to you with my thinking... I am sorry if I offended you in any manner."

Tanpopo watched intently, then looked away. She stared at the wall wondering, 'How will I ever make a good geisha..? Or maiko for that matter! I don't know how to be a good geisha, a good maiko, a good person...How will I ever be successful..? And what about Sasami and Luna? How will I ever tell them that I have an older sister when they do not? I have an older sister and they do not...I don't want them to be without. I feel bad for having one when they are without. I cannot help but thinking about them without one...why? Why? WHY?!' Tanpopo's face fell into her hands and she began to weep. She felt terrible for her friends, especially because she felt the same way after one was promoted to maiko before she was. She did not want to hurt her friends.

Popo then rose and ran away. She ran down the hall and then outside. She hid in the garden where she wept as quietly as she could. She did not want to be bothered and was well hidden. Popo sat, holding her knees to her chest and resting her head upon her knees, and simply wept. She did not know how to face the trials ahead of her and feared destroying the relationships she had with others. She was unsure if her concerns were founded or not, but knew in her heart that she did not want to ruin her friendships..ever.